Write a story set in the summer, when suddenly it starts to snow.

Posted in Summer on Oct 26, 2022

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“The First Date” by Amanda Fox

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“Ow! Son of a bitch!” Ava swore as she stabbed herself in the eye with the mascara wand. She planted her feet as the earthquake shook the apartment and rattled the items on her bathroom counter. Tremors were common in the area, she was learning, but most were too weak to notice without equipment. “I’m nervous enough,” she grumbled. Ava took a deep breath and exhaled. “It’s just a drink. If we don’t hit it off, I can leave.” First dates always gave Ava butterflies. The plan was to check out the ...

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“Snowy Ash” by Sunshine (:

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My sleepful silence was suddenly interrupted with the dreaded screech of what sounded like a very aggravated little brother. I woke with a start, rubbing my eyes, and widening my mouth into a serene yawn, my mind playing with the thought of going back to bed. I sat up and my shoulders bolted upwards in surprise when I saw my brother sitting at the end of the mattress. “What is it?” His eyes fill with tears, “I-I,” he sniffles and stutters, “I wanted to play on my bike, but it’s snowing! Now I can’t play!” He cries. “There, there,” I sa...

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“Snow Stopped Play” by Deborah Mercer

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My Dad, Gordon Meredith Merchant, was a great cricketer. But I doubt you’ll have heard of him. Oh, I know there are hundreds, probably millions, come to think of it, of people who say that either they or some relation of theirs could have been a megastar at some sport if only the fates hadn’t conspired against them. But in Dad’s case, there’s some truth in it, and quite apart from the fact that I know he was a deeply truthful person. He was one of the youngest people ever to captain his school eleven, and there are still some precious old ye...

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“Rain Dance” by Cindy Pereira

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I don’t live in a climate that snows; but the rain can catch you off guard. Here's my story: About 15 years ago, in the heat of summer, my two older brothers, a cousin, a close friend, who was later to become my husband, and a sister-in-law, went out on a one night’s camp to the Cauvery River, just over the hill from my Nan’s farm in Sivasamudram. It was my first camp out in the wilderness, and after a lot of deliberation to go here and go there, and climb this hill, and scale that fort, we all said that it would be a great idea to camp o...

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“The Riddle of Snow Mountain” by Grace Estano

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It is summer in old Tanzania. And while people in their neighboring cities and towns are headed for the beaches the natives of Tanzania converge to Snow Mountain to witness a son's, a nephew's, a cousin's, a neighbor's, friend's or an enemy's Coming of Age or Rite of Passage.On the eve of the initiation, candidates should have been registered duly with the screening committee. The candidates should at least be twelve years old on the eve of the actual Rite or exactly thirteen years old at the stroke of midnight the following day. All qualifi...

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“Bonfire ” by Des Feller

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"You're coming to the bonfire tonight, right?" Her hand swings over my shoulder, and I bend forward at the sudden impact, almost dropping my phone in the process. "Jeez Zoe, keep that thing under control," I say with a laugh, pushing her away. She laughs too, hooking her arm over me again as we continue down the hallway of our nearly empty high school. "What, you mean my arm?" she says innocently. "No, I mean your pet tiger that you take everywhere," I say with a point and when she instinctively looks down, I jab her quickly in the stomach, ...

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“Snow Day” by John Del Rio

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Teague found himself in front of his employer’s door. The door was closed, which was a little unusual. Mr. Penrose prided himself on his approachability and his door was almost always “famously” open. The door in question opened onto a suite of rooms with the first and largest being the office where Penrose held court if you will, and otherwise conducted daily business for the Enterprise that he had spent years building. The door was in one of the finer hotels on the West Side of the city. It was different than all of the...

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“Snowflake” by Britt Michielsen

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“Just a little bit further,” I hear my boyfriend whisper into my ear, his hands covering my eyes so I wouldn’t yet see where we are. We take a few steps forward before he removes his hands from my face. I open my eyes and take in the amazing view. “The beach?” I ask, totally shocked at the location he picked out for my birthday picnic. “Don’t you like it?” “I… I love it. How did you know I love the beach?” “I talked to your aunt. She told me that after your parents died, she used to take you all the time. She said that you’re the happiest he...

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“One day at a time of longing.” by Chazlyn Rodriguez

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The day didn't seem to end. I observed the people go by as I sat and waited for a bus ride home at dusk when the wind blew to caress my face warm, and the golden sky kissed my cheeks goodbye. The trees are swaying through the summer breeze, causing the leaves to rustle and fall. I waited and inhaled the comforting scent of the salty ocean water and warm sand, then sighed in relief that day was almost over. I felt tired and peaceful at the same time. After working a long hour of today, the thought of home and lying asleep in my bed ...

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“Ladies retreat gone wrong” by Sue Catrama

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Jackie woke on a beautiful sunny hot and humid August morning. Although the humidity was so thick she could have cut it with a knife the morning was glorious. She was waiting on her friends Emilia and Stephanie to pick her up and head to the airport for their long awaited beach trip. They started planning for this week long trip just after the Christmas holiday. Giving themselves plenty of time to have it paid off by the time they disembarked. For several years they have been planning a luxurious getaway, but life stopped them. During Christ...

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“Let It Flow” by Max Arlo

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Sweat wasn’t just dripping down her back, it was flooding. The thin material of her shirt was firmly stuck to even areas that didn’t seem possible. Grumbling, she pulled it away and tried to wring it out. It was like she had turned a faucet on, yet when she released the pressure, it was still thoroughly soaked. “Ugh!” she spat, throwing her arms in the air. There was nothing worse than a summer in Arizona. The dry heat seemed to suck the moisture out of your very lungs. It didn’t matter how much ice water she guzzled each day, she was alway...

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“Wes Anderson Pink” by Brayden Lee Beavis

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They said on the news this morning that it was the hottest summer on record, but it just started snowing. The phone slipped from my ear a while ago, hit the tiles on its corner and slid to a stop. I don’t think I even moved to catch it. There is a tremor somewhere inside of me from a place where I keep things buried. I see the afternoon sun perched in the brilliant blue, but there are storm clouds rolling in with the snow. The phone started vibrating again at my feet, rumbling against the uneven tiles. That would be Mum with the news. ...

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“The Covered Sky” by Catherine Hill

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“Fiona! Ginny! Come now, I have sandwiches!” Lauren called out to her two children, who were squatted down at the edge of the ocean, catching the lapping waves into their buckets. All morning they were shouting about the imagined mermaids and sharks and octopuses that made their way into their little plastic buckets. Ginny would pretend to wrench them from the bucket and throw them back into the ocean and Fiona would run back to about the halfway point between the water and her parents to inform them...

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“Across the Street” by Teresa Beirão

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I’m not usually nice nor happy in the morning. Today, a cold morning that was expected to be hot, I feel even worse. The warm breeze that usually rises forgot to show up and what I see through the window seems to be anything but a summer day. It's cold, too cold. I could swear I saw a snowflake, but it’s too early to make swears. I hear an alarm ringing, followed by a creaking of the bed in the next room and a squeak of enthusiasm, which announces the end of my moment and gets my day starting. Clara woke up.“Good morning! Are you s...

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“A Trip to Hawaii” by Nyajea Holly

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Winter has long since been over, the snow having finally melted and the heat had fought the cold away. Today's weather would've looked promising if it weren't for the big and dark brooding clouds that refused to let the sun through their walls hovering overhead. Thunder wasn’t heard by anyone, and lightning, thunder’s frightening sister hasn’t been seen yet, either. So what was the purpose of every cloud coming together? Its gloominess brought lots of sour moods that day, but the day itself wasn’t ruined. Not yet, anyway. That’s what ...

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Write a story set in the summer, when suddenly it starts to snow.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 159 stories

“The First Date” by Amanda Fox

“Snowy Ash” by Sunshine (:

“Snow Stopped Play” by Deborah Mercer

“Rain Dance” by Cindy Pereira

“The Riddle of Snow Mountain” by Grace Estano

“Bonfire ” by Des Feller

“Snow Day” by John Del Rio

“Snowflake” by Britt Michielsen

“One day at a time of longing.” by Chazlyn Rodriguez

“Ladies retreat gone wrong” by Sue Catrama

“Let It Flow” by Max Arlo

“Wes Anderson Pink” by Brayden Lee Beavis

“The Covered Sky” by Catherine Hill

“Across the Street” by Teresa Beirão

“A Trip to Hawaii” by Nyajea Holly

🌟 Similar prompts

Write about two people going sledding for the first time in many years.

Start your story with someone looking out at the snow, and end it with them stepping tentatively onto a frozen surface.

Write about someone who gets stuck in their workplace during a blizzard and decides to explore rooms they aren’t normally allowed in.

Set your story in a remote winter cabin with no electricity, internet, or phone service.

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